As expected, the cultivators of Mingwu Dynasty and Yunjian Dynasty didn't persist for long.

Because the number of monsters is too large, there are already cultivators injured in the team.

When they are besieged here, once they are injured, the injury will become more and more serious, and finally they will die.

Moreover, there is not only one cultivator.

If they continue to stay here, I'm afraid that the strength of their team will be greatly affected.

Most importantly, in the current situation, they have little chance to win the young of Fengling tiger.

Since there is no Fengling tiger cub, the sacrifice is meaningless.

Think of here, Yu Junfei is quick to say: "let's go!"

With Yu Junfei's words falling down, all the cultivators of the Yunjian Dynasty feel as if they are free. They don't know when they will die if they continue to stay here.

In the next moment, a group of cultivators of Yunjian Dynasty left at full speed, and some monsters followed them.

Many of the original teams are only one of Mingwu Dynasty.

"Captain, we can't hold on. Let's leave together!" A cultivator speaks.

With so many monsters, he was tired of dealing with them.

Cheng Hefeng's face was very ugly, and his eyes were very gloomy. He always felt that the situation in front of him was full of mystery.

Is it someone who's doing them harm?

He doesn't believe that monsters will attack them in vain. There must be some unknown reasons.

Damn it, he still can't tell where the problem is.

Just, let him leave like this, he is really unwilling!

"Ah --"

a scream sounded, and a cultivator of the Ming Dynasty died in the mouth of a monster.

Seeing this scene, the retreat in the heart of the cultivators of the famous martial dynasty became more and more strong, "Captain..."

Cheng Hefeng's face was ugly for a while. He waved and said, "let's go!"

In a blink of an eye, a group of cultivators of the Mingwu Dynasty also left one after another, and that group of monsters also galloped after them.

"The cultivator of the martial Dynasty is really reluctant."

After the cultivators of Mingwu Dynasty left, Xia Zhiqing came out slowly.

Hundred Li red make-up eyes fall on the direction of Mingwu Dynasty. It seems that the most powerful of the three dynasties is Mingwu Dynasty.

Cheng Hefeng is obviously more thoughtful and intelligent than Fang Wencheng and Yu Junfei.

"Cheng Hefeng must have suspected that someone was planning this."

Gong Shaoqing's face is full of wisdom and cleverness. Just from Cheng Hefeng's eyes of doubt and doubt, he can guess Cheng Hefeng's mind.

"What if he doubts? By the time he knows it, it's all settled. "

Bai Junyu smiled brilliantly, and no one could help them.

In this short period of time, all the practitioners and monsters on the scene have gone through their lives, and only one of them is still here.

In sight, the wind spirit tiger is still in place.

Before so many practitioners besieged together, fenglinghu has added a lot of injuries, obviously has no strength.

After seeing the appearance of Baili red make-up and other people, the relaxed mood of fenglinghu becomes tense again, and the fierce eyes stare at Baili red make-up and other people severely.